Chapter 322: Wrath of Heaven (6)

Style: Fantasy Author: Millet's smileWords: 2009Update Time: 24/01/12 19:13:16
Originally, it would be okay if Xiaohua didn't like this boy, but her dead woman was like a bastard to Shaoqiu - she was determined. It is not easy to separate them for a while, but Shaoqiu is so poor. What if his daughter gets married and her life is not good?

As for Shaoqiu, because he was afraid that he would not be able to deal with gangsters and the like, he not only had to do good work on weekdays, but also had to continue to train his muscles while working. Be able to show disrespect when you are disrespectful so that it does not go too far. The Ganoderma lucidum grown by Shaoqiu on the mountain is growing well. Uncle Hua will give it a thumbs up when he sees it. However, Uncle Hua is afraid that Shaoqiu's muscles will bully his daughter and himself. Can your daughter bear it?

Uncle Hua didn't know that this day he opened the door of his house and looked outside. He saw Shaoqiu standing in front of his house again, looking at his daughter with shining eyes. He seemed to like her very much. This was very important to Uncle Hua. It wouldn't be a big deal if Shaoqiu didn't have so many muscles on his body, but the muscles on his body were already so strong at this time, and looking at his daughter, she couldn't be more delicate, as if in March. Peach blossoms can't stand a little bit of wind. If a powerful typhoon blows, how can my daughter endure it?

Therefore, seeing Shaoqiu standing in front of his house with such strong muscles, I felt humiliated for a moment. If this person was sleeping with him, let alone a woman, it would be any female thing. I can't stand it. I really feel sorry for my daughter, and my dead woman still doesn’t know how to love herself, so she insists on interacting with this beast. When I go to another world, how will I explain to my ancestors?

Fortunately, Shaoqiu was just standing in front of his house at night. Otherwise, what would people in the deserted village say about him if they saw him? But that day, when Uncle Hua opened the door and took a look outside, he found that this was not Shaoqiu, but a gangster. This was not bad. It was really a joke for a scholar like Shaoqiu to have such a strong body. To.

Uncle Hua could see clearly that the gangster was standing in front of his house at night, but he didn't know for a moment his true intention, whether it was for money or for female sex. And this black bandit has a strong body and a brave spirit. Looking at the entire deserted village, there are many people who want to compete with him, but there are only a few who can win.

A warrior should look like a warrior. Uncle Hua was approving of this, but if it were Shaoqiu, this would not work, because Shaoqiu could be considered a poor person, and even if his daughter died, she could not marry a poor person, right? Shaoqiu also wants to make some money. No, this year he has planted a lot of Ganoderma lucidum on the mountain. However, he has been planting it year after year, and has not seen how much he has harvested, let alone how much money he has earned.

For a moment, when he saw the Ganoderma lucidum planted by Shaoqiu, Hua Bo could only sneer at it, even though he was growing Ganoderma lucidum, and what he planted was just ordinary rice. However, he has harvests every year, while Shaoqiu has been growing Ganoderma lucidum for so many years, and this income is not available. Uncle Hua has laughed at him countless times, but this kid seems not to be afraid of other people's jokes, and still insists on planting it on the mountain. Ganoderma lucidum.

Sometimes, Uncle Hua wanted to simply burn the kid's Ganoderma lucidum, but that didn't seem very authentic. People are doing what God sees, and when God gets angry, he will have his own good fruits to eat. However, seeing that the Ganoderma lucidum planted in Shaoqiu suffered a severe drought, the cost of investment was lost a lot, and he only lost some rice seeds. The difference between the two is incalculable. Not only was there a severe drought, but many stones fell from the sky and rolled down on his fields, crushing and flattening all the Ganoderma lucidum that he had planted.

Faced with this situation, Shaoqiu could only let out a long sigh, removed all the stones, looked at the Ganoderma lucidum under the stones, and shook his head. This year it was all in vain again.

That night, for the sake of his own Xiaohua, in order to make Xiaohua completely give up on Shaoqiu, otherwise, if he married her, the people in the deserted village would laugh at him. As for why this is the case, only God knows.

Uncle Hua did not dare and did not have the heart to use a hoe to dig out all the Ganoderma lucidum that Shaoqiu had worked so hard to plant on the mountain. He thought it was too cruel, but he would go down to the river under the moonlight in a deserted night, and then face the The river bowed and began to pray again. Of course, what Uncle Hua prays for is just to protect his daughter from finding a good man. As for Shaoqiu, Uncle Hua simply wishes that the Ganoderma lucidum he grows will die every year.

For this reason, Hua Bo even didn't hesitate to kill the only pig in his family, find a few people to carry it to the river, sacrifice it to the gods, and curse Shaoqiu at the same time. Of course, Shaoqiu didn't know about this. Otherwise, why wouldn't he be fighting for his life by the river?

Uncle Hua was even more vicious. He even invited many Taoist priests to perform rituals by the river to pray for good weather and good harvests in Shaoqiu. Of course, Xiaohua didn't know about it when doing the ritual, otherwise, she would have told Shaoqiu to take precautions.

That night, Shaoqiu stayed in his room to study, and at this moment, someone seemed to knock gently on the door, and someone seemed to be standing outside his room. Shaoqiu opened the door of his house and looked outside. He didn't see anyone at first, but in a blink of an eye, he could clearly see a person standing in front of his house. He didn't speak, just lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to see him. people.

It was already dark in the deserted village. Looking around, the lights were no longer flickering, but the murmur of the river going eastward was so nice. Shaoqiu really wanted to sit by the river at this moment, and then look at the river and listen to the waves. The excitement is also good.

However, when he saw this person standing in front of his house in darkness, Shaoqiu was a little scared for a moment. He had never seen this person before, and he appeared in front of his house for no reason at this time. I wonder what his intentions are? I don't care about that much at this time. It's just important to close the door. Otherwise, it would be bad to let this person into the house.

At this time, a strong wind blew for no reason in front of his house. Wherever the wind passed, nothing was left. Of course, this person disappeared for a while in the strong wind.

After dawn, Shaoqiu opened the door and looked outside, only to see a dead body in front of his house. Wasn't it the same person who stood in front of his house last night? But I don’t know who is responsible for this, why, and for what purpose is he so hating himself and trying to kill himself?